I haven't seen you here before, stranger. Alligator New York City is a big place, but we tend to have regulars, you know? Like Rocko and Bonnie over there. Those two are here every day, but you... I'd remember such a visible face like yours. 

Ah, sorry for being a real jerk, I've just been a little frazzled since last night. I had a dream that I was a ski-ball, and some sticky fingered kid kept throwing me into the ten-point hole. "Go for the fifty, dingus!" I tried to yell, but bein' a ball and all, the ding dong couldn't hear me.

Pat's my cousin, and also the most genuine doof I know, so you better be nice to him, you hear? I wouldn't want to have to pop you one. I'm told I got a mean left hook. And a moderately insulting right hook. And a kick that could benefit from some anger management courses.